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The first day after crossing over.
Looking for his head.
"This... where is this...?"
The wind howled, lightning flashed, and thunder boomed.
"And... who am I?"
Lightning slipped through the cracks in the crumbling earthen wall. In an instant, the darkness retreated, illuminating everything inside—the blood splattered across the walls, the corpse lying on the floor. And this was no ordinary corpse.
Boom!
Black-violet lightning split open the night sky.
"Cough, cough—"
A feeble cough was drowned out by the thunder.
The corpse suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a half-congealed clot of blood.
The sticky clot, mixed with saliva, hung from her cheek. Fresh air rushed desperately into her mouth, and her sluggish lips and tongue, saturated with the stench of blood, finally sensed a thread of coolness. As the suffocating sensation eased, the corpse let out another sound: "Hrk, hrk..."
"...I am—am I... Zhang Yang?"
Those two words seemed to trigger some switch. In an instant, countless fragmented images flooded her mind—lively lantern festivals, noisy crowds, chaotic screams, crushing stampedes, and... a blade slicing through her throat?
A blade?
Her throat?
The combination of those two words made her soul tremble.
Boom!
Another peal of thunder rang out.
The thunder seemed to explode beside her ears. Her weightless soul gained substance in that instant and plunged downward uncontrollably.
Zhang Yang's consciousness fully awakened.
The lightning that had slipped through the crack happened to land on her eyelids, illuminating a face smeared with blood and allowing her to see the place she was in.
She was somewhat dazed.
"...I should be in the ICU, or at least the morgue."
Not lying on the floor of a